I'm Just A Freak (Abandoned)

No one noticed.

Then, I hear screaming from Sally who is sitting across from me, and I can't take it anymore. I turn around. But god do I wish I hadn't.

Toby's POV

I turn around from my seat next to where (Y/N) should be sitting. But instead, he's on his knees behind BEN, and I freeze. I haven't seen someone emotionally close to me in a situation where their face is contorted in so much pain since my sister...

But that's when I hear it. The (H/C) haired boy in front of me, screaming. But then, it's not only his voice coming out of his mouth anymore.

The screams begin to turn into maniacal laughter. It's a mix of his voice, and six others. The laughing gets louder and louder until it's almost deafening, and when he looks up, I'm filled with horror.

Black with a tint of blood leaking from his eyes and mouth, both now fully black.  An almost impossibly wide smile on his face, resembling Jeff's. But his antlers and mask. They were now even more twisted. Antlers becoming huge and darker than before, his eyes turn red. And now he stands.

"T̰̮o̩ ͍̹i̩̮̗n͙ͅv̩̯o͕͓̳̗͙k̭̹͎̘͖̣e̺̘ ͕̼̗t͕̲̺̩h͔̜e̼̘̳ ̘͉̮̦͙h̺̟͈̱̱̙i̩͖v͚͚e̠-̬min̬͕͔̳̗̗d̠ ͔̙͍͉r̺͔̣̪e̯̭p̪̣̬̰r̼̱͖̝̰e̦͔͕̱͙s̺̟̳͔e̩̟͉͕̟ͅn̟͉̭̻ṱ͚͔̟̜͇i͉͇͇̮ͅn͔̫̰̘̭̙̺g̼̠̜̩̦̮̭ ̥̱c̥̳̤̳ͅh͕̗͕̜̟̳̜a͚os̥̗̮̘̗͖ͅ.̜̩͇̣͖
̗̳Iṇ͓̬̫͉͍v̞̞̣͇͔̖o͙̥k̠͓͚̰i̻̳n̗͔̟̭̼̺g̘̤̺̦̝͕ͅ ͔͖̤t͕͉̭̖̞̭̘h̪̖̬e ̱̣̼̳̫̪͉f̝̯̟̙e̻̩͚e̗͍̣͉ͅl͔͍̳i̪̲̯͎n̰̜̲̪ͅg͕̥̤ ̹̦of̪͕͓̲̲̘̰ ̭̝̤̤c̯ḫ̫͓̺̭ao̠̖̘̗ͅs̮̠.̼̱͙
̝͉͖̗̟̗͍Wi̞̲̺̗̭t̗̹͔͔͙̫h̥͓̝̯̯ ̮͕o̫͖̣̥u͔̯̞̟t̻͍̟͉̦ͅ ͚̫̟or͎̘d̘͈̭̯͔̙̤ḙ̰̹r͓.̗̫͉̠̱̤
͓̬T͖ͅͅͅh̲e̖͉͙ ̼͓͍̜̥̻̲N̻͖̘e͍͎͎͎͎͙͉z̮͖͉̯̣p̤̣̣̱e̖r͖͇̮͙̪͙̘d̬͕̭͈̗͕̟ḭ̮̺̙a̤͉̱̝n͔̯͕̖̮ ̯̩͓̫h̫̭i͉̤̜̱v͍e̩̼-̖m͖̹̪̪̫̟i̟̳̝͙n̥̳͇̘̜̘d̪̘̙̼̮̰̯ o͇f͇̺̳ ̳̗̲̭̟̫̗c̣h̫̫̳̺̟a͕̣̲o̪̠̹͇s̯͕.̻̯̰̜͓̳ ͕͙̤̜̼ͅZ͉̗̥͕̘͍̟a̳̠̰lg̬̼̩͕o͔̥.͈̱
̬̭H̹̣e̘̻̘̩͈ ̮͎̖͕̘̺̘wh͓̩̪̙̜̱o̥̝̲̝̻̖ ̫̣͇͇͔W̠͇a̯̬̜̞i̘͙͖̱̼̤̹t̩s̩̳͓͕̰ͅ ̩B͕͇̹̱̗̦e̝̟̼ẖ͈i̟͙̘n̯d͔̦̭͉ ̙͓͕T͙͔̤̳̦ͅh̠͕͍͔e̯̲͉͉̲ ̰̹W̰a͇̻l̦̩̝l.
̬͖Z̦̞̜̝̜A̰̹͖L̟͎̩̗G͚̬͇̺̮ͅO͚͇̘̬͇̦͙!̺̫͈ͅͅ"

So many voices and different languages. It became almost impossible to understand. This was not (Y/N) anymore. This was someone-No! Something else.

"H͖̙͈͇̓ͯ̿̃ͫ̔͘e̷̴̲͙̤̽ ̳̫̦̏͌ͫ̉̿̐ͨ̓ͩ͡c͇̮̭̼̝̳ͥ̿̈́ͤ̌̊ơ̯̻͔͉̎ͧ̇͒͜o̰̞̾ͥ̇ͪ̊͑̚͠o̺̥̳̯̯̗̣͌ͩ̈̍o͓̜̲̾̈́̑̂͒̒̋ͦ̀͘o͂̿ͫ͛̐ͤͧ͏̣̟̥͍o͔̱͙̫̤͇̭̭͗̔ͩọ̵̸̬̌ͥ͊̓̓͐m̢̯̪͓̙̍ͯͪ̆̐̑̚ȩ̸̠͓̤ͯ̋͒̏̚͠s̸͈͍̖ͦ͊ͫͤͮ̈́̚͘ͅ-!" Are his last words before he falls back to the ground, the many voices overlapping as he screams in agony, clutching his head. His eyes returned to their normal (E/C), blackish red sludge still on his cheeks and chin as he then falls limp.

Your POV

I try to open my eyes, but something is preventing them from doing as I asked. I slowly take my hand and touch my face. There's a bandage over my eyes and mouth. Feelings like this all too familiar. I start to panic, but then I sense someone enter the room.

"Hey hey hey!" They rush out. I can't quite tell whose voice it is because I've just woken up from who knows how long. But it definitely is a familiar voice. "(N/N), it's me. It's BEN. Everything is going to be okay. I promise. You're safe." I instantly lay back down. I don't even remember sitting up.

He starts to take the bandages off my mouth and eyes when someone else enters. I'm too out of it to tell more than that. The person walks near and replaces BEN in taking them off.